I know your hands need mine,
You know my eyes need yours,
Walking along together,
On the ribbon road to see your face,
Shining in the sunset,
And to feel the warmth of your hands,
The coldness of the beach,
Knowing this will never end in my mind,
Our memories are looped on the depth of my hope.
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